THE mason`s trade Observe them well, Resembles life, And watch them revealing With all its strife,— How solemn feeling Is like the stir made And wonderment swell By man on earth`s face. The hearts of the brave. Though weal and woe The voice of the blest, The future may hide, And of spirits on high Unterrified Seems loudly to cry: We onward go "To do what is best, In ne`er changing race. Unceasing endeavour! A veil of dread "In silence eterne Hangs heavier still. Here chaplets are twin`d, Deep slumbers fill That each noble mind The stars over-head, Its guerdon may earn.— And the foot-trodden grave. Then hope ye for ever!"SourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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